Mountain Patrol Military Officer-Chapter 969 - 644: One Man Against a Thousand Armies
"Protect the Prince!"
The attendants, as fierce as tigers and leopards, charged forward, unleashing Gang Qi as they blocked in front of Xiao Zhongtian, but they were pushed back as if struck by a heavy hammer, their feet sliding back with each gust of wind.
"Hmm."
A cold snort echoed, followed by a clang. Xiao Zhongtian’s dark python robe fluttered in the air, and as he clapped his hands, the air exploded with a bang, and the Luck-golden light on his body surged.
With a muffled "bang."
The King of Beiliang stepped back three steps, and the wild wind dissipated accordingly.
"Mixed Element Golden Qi, the second Golden Flower has blossomed."
"No, no, the second tier of Light Dragon Tiger; either the Prince is putting on a show, or the visitor is hiding something."
"This general thought that when your mansion’s princely heir died on the Ancestor Mountain, Prince Xiao vented his anger on this general. After all, the bond between father and son is deep, and many lives were lost in vain. It’s a pity that it all ended with the elder burying the younger. This general should have prevented it at the time."
The voice was cold, with extreme arrogance and disdain.
As if questioning, "Who is below, accusing this official?"
Meanwhile, inside the hall, the members of the Prince Mansion gathered, looking displeased, protecting the King of Beiliang on both sides, while Xiao Zhongtian stopped in his tracks, his gaze deep like a cold pool, with veins faintly pulsing at his temple.
The prince, a formidable leader, glanced at Chen Yuan, sitting calmly in the main hall with a smile, suddenly feeling a chill of being toyed with. The other was intentionally provoking him with the death of Zh’er.
He had almost lost control and unleashed something within his body, his gaze darkened,
"It seems you’ve come today with the purpose of deliberately humiliating my Beiliang Mansion. I wonder whose orders you’re following."
"Even if your divine skills are unparalleled, shaking the world, you must give an account today!"
"Otherwise, I must ask if the soldiers defending the Northern Border will agree?"
With those words, the temperature in the hall dropped, the air becoming as cold as frost. Glares were sharp, military generals rested their hands on their waists, civil servants hid their hands in their sleeves, the cuffs fluttering, throats moving.
Outside the hall, from the mansion gates to the sides of the inner courtyard, the clanking of iron armor resounded like waves. Crowds of Black Gold Armor Soldiers surged in like a tide; the Profound Iron Armor glimmered with cold light under the sunlight, and each step on the green stone slabs made the ground tremble.
The swords and spears in the soldiers’ hands gleamed with coldness, forming a continuous momentum, overlapping with the clanging of weapons, the rustling of armor, and the clattering of hooves, pressing down hard, merging into a steel flood charging onto the plaza before the hall, as if an army was besieging the place, filling every foreseeable place with the sheen of armor.
Outside the hall, the spectators exclaimed in horror, crashed into tables and chairs, continually pushed toward the inner hall by the formation’s pressure.
"What is happening?" Someone was bewildered.
"The King of Liang is furious. That Martial Saint seems to mean no good. When the city gate catches fire, the fish in the pond suffer, retreat." Some quickly realized that major trouble was brewing in the Prince Mansion, and not wanting to get involved, they prepared to slip away.
"Swish"
"Swish"
"Swish"
Silhouettes soared up, breaking through the sky.
But soon, the entire Prince Mansion shook as if heaven and earth were quaking, rumbling like distant thunder. Then beams of light shot up around the mansion, crashing into the sky, and above the mansion, a giant light mask quickly formed, enveloping the sky above.
A vast and majestic force swept down like a heaven-oppressing stance, making the space heavy and stifling, directly confining this whole piece of void.
"Ah"
"Bang bang bang"
There were sounds of muffled impacts mixed with cries of pain. Those trying to fly away were blocked by the prohibition, crashing into the void hard like Vajra, bruising their heads and bleeding, stumbling in pain, some falling from the sky awkwardly.
The elders and disciples from East Xuan Mountain were among them, but they weren’t injured, just suspended in mid-air, trying to break through the prohibition, but it was like a mud ox disappearing into the sea. Even a powerhouse like Han Zhong could do nothing against it.
This prohibition was terrifyingly powerful!
"Stop wasting your efforts; the Liang Prince Mansion has operated in Liangzhou for so long, it’s built like a fortress, with layer upon layer of prohibitions. It seems we will have to take serious actions."
"Yu’er, what does that Martial Saint intend to do? Could it be to confront the entire mansion?" Master Han Zhong looked surprised, asking his third disciple, Chu Yu.
Chu Yu was also deeply uneasy, caught up in such a massive affair, his body went numb, responding with a bitter face:
"Master, your disciple doesn’t know either, but it seems to be related to the Western Regions Holy Sect. Master, you don’t know, your disciple once saw this Martial Saint senior take action; it seemed because someone the senior knew went missing. At the time, while your disciple and Junior Brother were helping this senior with farming... Elder Chen was in the courtyard, yet could exercise great divine power, acting across space... It was because someone the senior knew was harmed by someone from the Western Regions Holy Sect, leading the Ninth Mountain Army to descend for a massive cleansing, sweeping through this Holy Sect, causing a big commotion in Shu; any implicated people or forces were directly bloodbathed."
Chu Yu, who had previously gone to apologize with his Junior Brother and to curry favor with Chen Yuan by helping with farming, witnessed Chen Yuan wielding divine skills. Information spilled from those pleading for mercy before Elder Chen took action seemed related to that incident. Combining everything, he made this deduction.
"Thus, disciple speculates that this matter is also entangled with the Liang Prince Mansion, which is why Elder Chen has come knocking."
As he spoke, his voice gradually lowered, somewhat guilty,
"According to my understanding, it might not end well!"
Han Zhong’s face slightly changed, but he quickly calmed down,
"There are so many people present, observe quietly, pay attention to the situation, and if anything is wrong, stand with the elder."
The others were slightly surprised upon hearing this but did not object, merely nodded.
Several disciples concentrated and guarded, "Squeak" sounded as swords and blades unsheathed.
Meanwhile, inside the main hall, the atmosphere was extremely tense!
In the middle, Chen Yuan sat there, unmoving like a mountain, outside the iron-clad gleam of blades formed a patch, glaring lights illuminated the hall, revealing all kinds of expressions in the eyes.
There were nervous, angry, panicked...
Under such gaze, the head on the ground, abandoned like trash without anyone noticing, suddenly rose, flew to Chen Yuan’s side, Chen Yuan captured it remotely, his brows lowered as he spoke,
"Yesterday when I decapitated this man, I could have directly explored the spirit to interrogate who his backer was, but I did not do so."
"Just to give the Prince an opportunity!"
"Didn’t want everyone to have an awkward scene."
"Since Prince Xiao is stubbornly confused, it seems today I might have to offend, whether this heir exists or not is no longer crucial."
As he spoke, Chen Yuan slowly rose from his seat, then squeezed the hand holding the head remotely, "Bang," the head burst like a ripe watermelon.
This scene fiercely impacted everyone’s spirit, causing a suffocating feeling of breathlessness.
Moreover, this "bang," completely snapped the tense string in the Prince Mansion people’s hearts.
"Protect the Prince!"
"Kill!"
Outside the hall, the shouts of killing overturned the sky, armored soldiers clad in Black Gold Armor charged fearlessly into the hall, blades flowing like a torrent, slashing straight towards a Martial Saint!
Yet, the might of a Martial Saint is vast and unfathomable.
These soldiers had yet to approach,
"Puff"
"Puff"
"Puff"
Armor mixed with flesh burst into clouds of blood mist.
"Initiate the formation!"
A loud shout.
Above the hall top, rolling Heavenly Thunder roared, a silver lightning bolt of immense thickness suddenly shattered the sky, fiercely striking down at Chen Yuan illuminating in blood light!
Chen Yuan raised his hand and blasted, the silver Thunder Pillar splintered like a broken column, collapsed to scatter as white glaring electric light scurried wildly.
However, Chen Yuan’s eyes moved slightly, sensing spatial fluctuations circulating around. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
Once the electric light dissipated, he was no longer in the main hall but in the sky above the main hall.
The opponent’s grand formation prohibition enveloped the entire Prince Mansion, able to freely shift space.
Meanwhile, across various locations within the mansion, from the formation array light pillar eyes, sounds appeared, silhouettes settled, maintaining the formation’s focus.
Royal Beiliang Mansion, enduring a thousand years of frost, beneath every foundation stone countless array patterns are engraved, vast and complex to the extreme, such background is not easily shaken, coupled with gathered strong warriors, calling it a Dragon Pond Tiger Den is indeed fitting!
"Buzz"
The Heaven and Earth let out a speared chant!
Chen Yuan stood tall in the sky, raised his hand towards the void, capturing a long spear that made a dragon’s roar!
